Kill me again, Miss Witch

So after taking the imaginary boundary stone, he came here immediately.

Not only for the placement of Mrs. Violet, but also for his own upgrade plan.

After a while, when Octavier took out the three purified test tubes, Shaar put them in his pocket, and then disappeared on the street at dawn.

Chapter 55 Your Excellency Agnes, welcome to my home!

Although there is no curfew in the capital, the gates between the upper and lower cities are not open all day.

Fortunately, Xiaya's current identity is a low-level inspector of the Tower of Judgment, so after showing his identity certificate, the guards guarding the city respectfully let him out of the city.

At this moment, the dawn was just beginning to shine, and the faint sunlight shone slightly on the street, waking up this somewhat dilapidated city.

From people's faces, Shaar could only see indifference.

"Yorktown has a lot less harvest this season. I really hope the goddess will bless us."

"I heard that all the food and crops died overnight, and even the people in the Abundance Church were alarmed."

"What does that have to do with us? It's just that there is one less place to be a laborer."

"Oh, if this continues, I won't even be able to eat..."

"Pity my little Mary, she is only two years old, and she has to go hungry every day with her useless father."

"I don't know how the aristocrats in the city are living. With such a small food production, they probably have the same ups and downs as us, right?"

"You still have time to care about them?"

Similar conversations kept coming to Shaar's ears as he walked through Sikh Street.

Yorktown is the nearest town to the royal capital, known for its abundant wheat production, and has been described as "the granary of the royal capital".

But judging from their tone, it seemed that they were affected by some abnormal circumstances, which attracted the attention of Fengrao Church.

Recalling the scenes that happened in Violet Mansion last night, Shaar made some bold guesses.

There might be something wrong with the goddess.

Xiaya thought for a while, and was going to ask Miss Agnes after arriving at the Witch's Palace.

And Jhin is still digesting the memory of the great magister, so let's not talk about it for now.

When he passed the shed of Irene's house, he stopped slowly.

On the way to the ceremony before, I found that the little guy was not at home. At that time, I didn't think too much about it. I thought it was Old Peter who was taking care of the child, so he left in a hurry to see the witch.

But this time, through some dilapidated wooden doors, Shaar found that the shed was still empty.

Worn quilts and pillows were placed at one end of the straw bed, which seemed to have been unused for several days.

Shaar frowned.

In a place as chaotic as downtown, anything can happen.

So he went back to the street and stopped a cobbler on the side of the street.

"Do you know where old Peter lives?"

He handed the other party a copper coin, and the other party accepted it gratefully and pointed him in a direction.

After a while, Xia appeared at the door of a somewhat dilapidated single-storey house.

After knocking on the door again and again, old Peter opened the door for him.

"Mr. Char?"

He froze for a moment, then leaned on a cane and happily invited him in for tea.

But Shaar shook his head and said bluntly: "Is Irene with you now?"

"I'm worried that I won't be able to tell you about this." Old Peter tapped his crutch lightly on the ground, and replied with a smile, "Several nuns from the Harvest Church passed by here a while ago, and after hearing about little Irene's Feeling pity after the story, I took her back to the church after obtaining consent, which is regarded as adoption."

"Church of Abundance?"

Xia Ya asked suspiciously.

I always feel that the entries related to the Fengrao Church have always made a sense of existence in Shaar's life these two days.

"Are those people reliable?"

Old Peter nodded: "Of course, of course, my wife and I have gone to church to see the little guy several times, and the nuns are also very kind, as if they treat her like a younger sister."

"By the way, do you want to go and see little Irene with me, an old man later?"

Recalling the black and thin figure that looked like a little beggar, Shaar shook his head lightly: "Forget it, I won't bother you."

The care for Irene was out of pity on a whim. He didn't want to develop this relationship into a responsibility, and he didn't want to interfere too much in her life.

Now that everything is fine, he is relieved.

After bidding farewell to Old Peter, Shaar went straight to the ceremony stronghold.

Right now, there is nothing more important than improving strength.

......

Silver flames rose up, and a mirror-like teleportation channel spread out in front of Shaar.

Stepping into it one step at a time, he came to this abyss palace again with a little bit of space teleportation.

The last scene is still vivid.

He raised his head and looked at the scene inside the palace.

I thought that sitting on the cold steps of the palace and reading a book silently had become Miss Witch's daily routine, but unexpectedly, this time, she didn't seem to be reading a book.

What appeared in front of me was a pleasant scene like the countryside.

Miss Witch was sitting in a rice field blown by the breeze, wearing a shabby black veil skirt, letting her beautiful long black hair flutter in the wind.

In the distance, the windmill was turning slowly, and a few birds flew by from time to time on the endless green fields.

And Agnes was sitting quietly on a wooden chair, holding a paint tray stained with various colors in her left hand, and twisting a paintbrush in her right hand, facing the blank paper on the easel, as if thinking about something.

She really has the authority to create objects within a certain range.

This...is it somewhat similar to Chuangshi Shen?

Xiaya had some speculations for no reason.

According to his imagination, even the outrageous plot of "Miss Witch is actually a god of the original world and then was sealed in the abyss after being seized by evil villains and falsely accused of notoriety" came out.

After recovering, Shaar shook his head.

"..."

As if sensing Shaar's aura, Miss Witch gently put down the paintbrush in her hand, stood up, and stared at the young man standing at the entrance of the palace, as if she was welcoming him.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Agnes."

Char greeted him as usual.

Somewhat unexpectedly, this time, Miss Witch nodded slightly as a response.

Then, she raised her hand, turning the scene in front of her into a wave-like phantom, which disappeared into the air, and the originally cold and dead hall reappeared in front of her eyes.

It seems that she is in a good mood today.

Recalling what happened the last time we met, Xia subconsciously looked down at her ankle.

Miss Witch was walking up the steps slowly, her black veil skirt was swaying slightly, occasionally revealing a slender and fair calf.

On the crystal clear and tender feet were the pair of high-heeled sandals that Xia personally put on for her last time.

The black high-heeled sandals and black gauze skirt contrasted sharply with Miss Witch's plain complexion, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

As if...the already beautiful Cinderella has put on a glass slipper and becomes even more dazzling.

It's a pity that the gauze skirt she is wearing now is a bit too worn out.

I don't know if there is some hidden meaning in this, just like she insisted on walking barefoot before.

Walking in front of the red velvet seat above the steps, Miss Witch adjusted her long skirt, then sat lightly on the chair, her slender legs crossed.

Unlike Saili, Miss Witch doesn't have a penchant for nail polish, so her ten white toes are closely arranged like shellfish, and the nails at the front are glowing with a simple and elegant light pink.

"..."

Seemingly aware of his gaze, Miss Witch subconsciously recalled what happened last time.

At that time, the strange feeling of Xia Ya gently holding her feet in her hands made her feel very strange, a little itchy, and also a little warmer than ever before.

No one has ever done anything like this to her.

With an indescribable feeling, Miss Witch quietly retracted her feet under the skirt.

After a while, she asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Shaar thought for a while and decided to go straight to the point.

"Before you were sealed here, did you know the goddess of fertility?"

"..." Miss Witch gently supported her face with her right hand, she was silent for a moment, "I know."

Really big guy.

So he continued to ask: "How is the current situation of that existence?"

"Did He encounter some extreme situations, so that his control over the human world became much weaker?"

"Is that all you want to ask?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Shaar's question, Miss Witch's expression became a little bit colder, and she didn't answer directly.

"Uh......"

Xia Ya was questioned.

Seeing his life and death, Miss Witch didn't hide her emotions.

"I ask you." Her voice was ethereal and ethereal, "For you, every time you leave here, it means going through the torture of the curse again. Although you won't really die, the unforgettable pain is real. existing."

"Is it worth it?"

At the same time, she fixed her eyes on Shaar, as if she wanted to see the answer from the deepest part of those eyes.

"Of course." Recalling the benefits he got from Miss Witch, Char nodded without hesitation, "For me, meeting you in this palace... the only thing is I've never regretted anything."

nonsense.

If one dies and rises to so many levels, the price is only the pain of death that one has long been used to.

What's more, occasionally there will be welfare and mysterious gift packages distributed by Miss Witch.

"you......"

Miss Witch seemed to want to say something immediately, but seeing Shaar's clear and peaceful gaze, she suddenly sighed softly.

She believed what Xiaya said.

But because of this, the mood became even more helpless.

From Agnes's point of view, she was just a dirty sinner imprisoned here. Even if she intersected with Shaar, in the end, she would definitely bring him his doomed death.

Although Xiaya doesn't care about this kind of thing at all, and never proposes an exchange of benefits to her, but just blindly hurts and dedicates himself.

But it was this attitude that made Agnes a little tired.

After a moment of silence, she leaned back and gently leaned on the soft seat.

"I don't know the external situation for the time being." Miss Witch said slowly, as if answering Shaar's question just now, "But from your question, I can probably guess something."

"The goddess of abundance already existed when I was still walking on the mainland. She is not a specific individual, but a creature composed of countless aggregated consciousnesses. Like a big tree, she has a common branch. stem, but it has also differentiated into countless branches."

"According to what I knew before I was sealed, His main body was seriously injured."

"If the guess is correct, He...should have disintegrated or fallen."

These words exploded in Xiaya's mind like thunder!

my God!